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However, the footwear is always on point. There must be a reason for this identification of certain humans with objects related to their lower extremities. The part farthest from the head: that could be a starting point for analyzing the phenomenon. - Thank you anyway for the explanation, and especially for the suggestion: you know I never knew what the hell to pump violently in the car, on Monday mornings, in my new fucking Maserati?

@[G] Damn, you brought back a comment from over 5 years ago... You made me remember that my wife, last week, replied to an email I sent her back in 2012. I'm overwhelmed by the swirling whirlwind and the speed of communication in these frantic modern times.

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I wasn't surprised by the charm evoked by this record and by this young man, as I immediately understood the potential of the ingredients, even though I never shared the enthusiasm that seems to unite everyone, even on DeB. I wasn't surprised either, therefore, when I started reading, intrigued by the fact that a debutant thought it was a good idea to present a review of "Grace" (what is it, the millionth?) in the elegiac tone that I knew I would encounter. But blessed boy, if you start by claiming that the boy has "changed the history of music," I can't get further than that. Perhaps you were talking about your personal history of music, your story with music. Well, with a bit of curiosity and open-mindedness you could use Debaser for a long walk through the possible musics, which is a great way to avoid shooting nonsense about the "history" of music. Cordially, welcome.

The true anomaly of your little page, for me, isn't so much related to the "stylistic" side, but rather the lexical: "pertiene" and "portato emotivo" surprised me. - I believe I understood well what you're talking about, even without knowing the details (which always make a difference), and it seems clear to me that for you it's a rare and temporary condition. I say this even though I probably shouldn't: lucky you. - I listened to the album some time ago, a bit distractedly. Better than other things following Floating, but it doesn't touch me much. Bye.

Sure, you deserve a 5, this sciespir? Well, then how much do we give Baricco, 15?

I've never seen this record. It's one of the few certainties I have. And it's strange, in 1978 I listened to all the Cramps releases... (all the ones you mention I've heard, some more, others less...). Music like that, or a germination of such, I believe is still being made, in Italy. But there's so much more stuff, way more stuff, and there's less attention, less curiosity, less time. And no, definitely there's not another Sassi.

... it exists "only" in double LP and you have to look for it among the used ones... or, if you want to get an idea, use this link El Barbero Loco Jazz: Lionel Hampton Discografìa

I had missed your DeArrivo. Welcome.

You skillfully handled the matter, finally bringing this album to DeB without getting trapped in the tangle of analyses, historicizations, connections with the music that followed, etc. So well done. I had promised myself to do it, I think more than a decade ago, while writing about "Recorded in Lisbon," an album by Keith Fullerton Whitman, but I hesitated a bit and then sort of forgot... - I see that you appreciate hyperbole; I am less inclined to enthusiasm for dna, so the holy grail, art, in point of, etc., I would also say no, but above all I find Mr. Wharola's presence in the context "off-key" and I don't see any relationships, but everyone has their own perspective.